One Of The Greatest Pleasures I Get

Nowadays, You Suffer The Same Risks - Ostracism, Career Loss, Possible Assault - For Being Perceived As Racist That You Would Have Encountered A Century Ago For Daring To Question Racist Ideology.

I'm Still An Obsessive Personality, And I Still Think I'm Right, And I Still Believe My Literary Balls Hang Far Lower Than Nearly Anyone Else's Alive.

I'm More Muscular Than I Was In My Younger Days. My Biceps And Shoulders, Especially.

I Can't Tell You How Many Times People - Through The Anonymity And Safety Of The Internet, Of Course - Have Told Me 'you Beat Women' As If It Was An Ongoing, Daily Thing. The Only Person Ever Brave Enough To Say It To My Face Quickly Surrendered His Courage When I Said, 'would You Like To Step Outside And See If I Can Beat Men, Too?'

Plenty Of People Have Bad Divorces, But Few Of Them End Up With Cancer, Imprisonment, And Public Scorn. In The Dark, Rolling, Treacherous Wake Of That Sunken Ship, The Last Thing I Sought Was A "relationship" Or, Heaven Forbid, Marriage.